Nocturnal

we creatures of the night,
we children of stardust,
drawn out
like moths to the moon;
to explore the oceans
of mist and shadow
that linger about,
to dance
in the wet grass
with naked feet,
warm,
alive.
yes,
we were alive,
we inhaled the night
and savored the taste
of it
on our lips
and tongues
and deep down
in the caverns of our lungs,
we lived
and breathed
while the rest of them
could only dream.